Visiting the Shaanxi History Museum during Spring Festival was a unique adventure. This is how it went.
On Lunar New Year's Eve, I decided to go early to the museum, that had been recommended to me by a friend. I hop on the bus (public transportation is the way to go in this city!) and ride for like 20 minutes south to where the museum is and I'm like "awesome! It's empty". Soon enough I wipe that ridiculous smile off my face. It's was closed. Great. So then I try to go the nearby Giant Goose Pagoda (future post!), closed. I go to the park. Guess what? Closed! Not even the park was open!
Oh, well. Tough luck, I thought, I'll come back tomorrow.
So the next day I do the same thing, expecting to see a line when I got there. There was no line. There was a sea of people. An infinite headcount worthy of a World Cup final. Do I stay? Do I go?
I go all the way to the of the line.
I got in! Ufff! Finally. I'm glad I had a good breakfast.
In about two hours I had seen all possible exhibits. That's less time than I spent in line, in case you didn't notice.
I actually liked the museum very much. Very well organized and items with so much cultural value. Of course I'd prefer there were less people, but that's my own fault that I decided to go in the busiest of Chinese holidays.